What a great weekend! Saturday afternoon, our friends, Laura, Matt and Daphne, came over to play and for dinner. Daphne is two and a half months younger than Korri, so it is fun to see them together. D is on the verge of walking, so they were hoping Korri (now the walking expert!) could give her some pointers. I don’t know if Korri gave her pointers on walking, but she definitely gave her pointers on shoveling food into her mouth and making a huge mess! I opened a big package of guacamole and between the three kids; I think they ate all but a few bites of it. Hey, there’s much worse things to snack on than guacamole. I again attempted a Rhubarb/Berry pie and I was a little concerned because the crust was WAY wetter than it was the first time…however, the reviews said it turned out fine. Hmmm… I also made some rhubarb bread (a first for me), which was really good, too (although I didn’t have any until Sunday due to all the food on Saturday). Laura brought over a spinach salad that was TO DIE FOR! I need the recipe. She claims it is really easy, but it was REALLY good, too (especially after Jim and I figured out the white chunks were in fact Brie, not tofu). LOL Jim made chicken two ways (Beer butt and “blackened” rotisserie style), in addition to grilled asparagus, mashed potatoes, gravy, and asiago cheese bread. Super good but super full!!
Dinner was served a little later than we wanted so the kiddos were pretty tired. I think at one point, D might have been in a “I ate too much guacamole and its way past my bedtime” semi-coma. After dinner, we put PJ’s on the kiddos, our guests left and we went to bed…even me. I slept from 8:45pm until 7:30am! And I was just going to “lie down for a minute or two.” I didn’t even wake or move until 2:25 when Jim came to bed. Guess the walk, baking and having guests over tired me out.
I was promised pictures from the evening and access to their picture website, so I'm anxiously waiting with bated breath... (but also know how hard it is to get pictures actually off your camera and uploaded)
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Nearly half a million babies (1 in 10) are born premature in the US each year which is higher than that of most other developed nations. This is the journeys of our first born son, Finnegan, who was born 14 weeks early and weighed only 1 pound 15 ounces at birth. Of our daugher, Korrigan, who was born a healthy 7 pounds, 7 ounces at 37 weeks. And of our second son, MacKeegan, who was also born at 37 weeks at a whopping 8 pounds, 13 ounces. Our continued adventures reminds us daily how good God is.



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